Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 336? It's settled.

Upon hearing Wang Yong's words, Yang Guocheng's expression first showed confusion, then suddenly turned to shock as if he had remembered something.

After looking Wang Yong up and down, Yang Guocheng's usually stern face suddenly blossomed into the most radiant smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

He actually stood up and started bowing and scraping to Wang Yong. His demeanor and actions were completely different from his previous indifferent attitude.

Clearing his throat lightly, Yang Guocheng said in a deliberately familiar tone:
"Comrade, I was wondering why you looked so familiar. Turns out you're one of us."

"Look at you, why didn't you say you knew such an important person sooner? Otherwise, I would have let you in yesterday, and I wouldn't have let you suffer such injustice."

"Come, come, come with me, I'll take you to see Director Song right now."

After saying that, Yang Guocheng eagerly took Wang Yong's hand and was actually preparing to take him directly to see Director Song.

Seeing such a dramatic change in Yang Guocheng, Wang Yong was somewhat bewildered. He didn't understand why simply giving Yang Guocheng a name could cause such a drastic change in him.

Fortunately, after this period of training, he has seen a bit of the world. At least, although he was shocked inside, he still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

Although he didn't know who Director Song, whom Yang Guocheng was talking about, was, Wang Yong had a feeling that he was definitely a big shot in the city's supply and marketing cooperative.

Thinking this, Wang Yong took the initiative to speak:

"Director Li came with me. Can he come with me?"

Yang Guocheng glanced at Li Dafei suspiciously, then his expression instantly turned serious again, a change of expression so swift it was astonishing.

After a moment's thought, he reluctantly agreed out of respect for Wang Chengpeng, and said warmly to Wang Yong:
“Under normal circumstances, he is not of a high enough rank to see Director Song.”

"However, since he came with you, let's make an exception and let him come along, even if we don't care about the monk."

"But let me make this clear beforehand: you can't say anything carelessly. Be careful not to offend Director Song, or you'll be in deep trouble."

Li Dafei was also taken aback when he heard Yang Guocheng's words.

He really couldn't understand how high a rank Director Song was, that he could so easily make him suffer.

However, he also knew that this was Shanghe City, not his own small town of Hetian. There were many important figures here that he couldn't afford to offend, so it was better to keep a low profile.

Not angry at all, Li Dafei just smiled and said:

“Alright, then I’ll go with Brother Wang to broaden my horizons.”

"I promise I won't say anything out of line. I'll just watch and listen, and I'll do my best to make sure I don't do anything out of line."

Seeing this, Yang Guocheng nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Alright, you're quite sensible. Then come with us."

With trepidation, the two were soon led by Yang Guocheng to the deputy director's office.

He quietly told the two to wait outside and not to wander off before cautiously entering the office to report the situation.

Looking at the deputy director's office in front of him, Li Dafei was shocked. Only then did he understand why Yang Guocheng had said that before.

That's the deputy director of the municipal supply and marketing cooperative. Even though we're in the same system, I can only catch a glimpse of him from afar during big meetings; I never have the chance to see him face-to-face.

He was genuinely curious about the kind of important person Wang Yong was talking about, who could make the previously arrogant gatekeeper change his attitude completely with just a few words and then lead them to see such a high-ranking leader.

Just as Li Dafei was in shock, Yang Guocheng came out of the deputy director's office and said in a low voice to the two of them:

"Director Song has agreed to see you. Be careful once you're inside, and don't say anything out of line. Director Song has quite a temper."

Before he could even finish speaking, Yang Guocheng hurriedly left without waiting for their reply.

When a new broom sweeps clean, Song Wenxin's temper was at its peak, and it was rare to see her with a kind and gentle demeanor.

That's why Yang Guocheng avoids staying here whenever possible.

As he walked, Yang Guocheng muttered to himself:

"Director Song seems to be in a good mood today. It seems these two comrades are lucky and should be able to get things done easily."

As for Wang Yong, he finally mustered up the courage to push open the door to the deputy director's office.

As soon as Wang Yong pushed open the wooden door painted grass green to the office of the deputy director of the supply and marketing cooperative, he smelled a mixture of mothballs and Hero brand blue-black ink.

The office was small, with a filing cabinet with peeling paint against the wall. Inside the glass door, kraft paper file folders were neatly stacked, and several copies of the "Red Flag" magazine were piled on the top shelf.

Director Song was hunched over his heavy, peeling desk, calculating on an abacus, when he heard the noise and looked up.

This female cadre in her early thirties had short hair that reached her ears, the ends of which were neatly pinned back with black hair clips. She wore a Chairman Mao badge on the collar of her faded blue khaki blouse.

There was glutinous rice soaking in an enamel mug next to her, and a thermos with the words "Learn from Dazhai in Agriculture" printed in red was sitting on the cement floor, its iron shell already chipped with a few rust spots.

Director Song shoved the abacus beads aside with a "snap," the pen cap rubbed against the rim of the ink bottle, and spoke first:

"You have something to say."

Her voice was as crisp and clear as when the "supreme instructions" were broadcast over the commune's loudspeaker, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Wang Yong subconsciously touched the "Daqianmen" cigarettes in his shirt pocket, hesitating whether he should take them out—Director Song was a woman, and he probably wouldn't like people who did things this way.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Yong respectfully placed the package of Daqianmen cigarettes on Song Wenxin's desk.

Whether others accept something or not is one thing, but whether you give it to them or not is another.

Looking at the large bottle of cigarettes politely offered to her, Song Wenxin's expression softened somewhat, and she said in a slightly sarcastic tone:
"Oh, it's rare to see someone so polite. Some people never seem to know how to be polite when they come to me for help."

"But you should take this Daqianmen back. I'm not buying this."

"My time is limited. I imagine you're not here to chat idly. Just say what you need to say directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

This is a rare opportunity, and I must seize it.

Thinking this, Wang Yong took out two more packets of Dapeng white sugar that he had prepared beforehand and said:

"Director Song, we are here mainly to discuss the sales of Dapeng white sugar."

"Our factory produces high-quality Dapeng white sugar, and the output is huge. However, our sales channels are not quite enough, so we would like to ask if the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative can purchase more." "Director Song, don't worry, the quality of Dapeng white sugar is absolutely guaranteed."

"If you don't trust me, you can try it now. I guarantee that the quality is definitely top-notch among white sugar."

Dapeng white sugar?

Upon hearing this word, Song Wenxin seemed to recall something, and her previously serious expression softened considerably. She said directly:

"There's no need to try it, I trust you."

"Just tell me the size of the purchase contract you need, the price, and the quantity."

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Yong's eyes. He hadn't expected that the usually stern-faced Director Song would be so straightforward when discussing matters.

Whether this is simply his work style or there are other reasons is something he cannot know.

Thinking this, Wang Yong immediately spoke up, saying:

"A bag of Dapeng white sugar weighs half a jin and costs four mao (0.4 yuan) per bag."

"As for the quantity, I hope the municipal supply and marketing cooperative can purchase 10,000 bags per month!"

Ten thousand bags, that's five thousand catties, and the price is so high, this sugar purchase order is simply astonishing.

Even Li Dafei, who came with Wang Yong, was shocked. He only knew that Dapeng had a lot of sugar in stock, but he didn't expect it to be this much.

Seemingly realizing that his request was somewhat excessive, Wang Yong immediately began to explain, saying:
"Director Song, I know my request is a bit excessive, but I believe that once you experience the quality of Dapeng white sugar, you will definitely not find any problems with this procurement contract."

Looking up at Wang Yong, Song Wenxin's face was full of confusion, and she said:
When did I say this procurement contract was excessive?

"It's just a purchase contract for 10,000 bags a month. If such a small contract is enough to shock me, then the city's supply and marketing cooperative would probably have gone out of business long ago."

"Alright, you can go now. Go directly to Director Zhou in the Business Department to sign the procurement contract. I will explain the matter to him over the phone."

Huh? It's settled? Such a big procurement contract was negotiated so easily?

Wang Yong even pinched his own face, trying to confirm that he wasn't dreaming, but that the sales channel problem that had been troubling Dapeng Sugar Factory had finally been solved.

Before he could even pause in his daze, he realized that Li Dafei was already pulling him away.

After all, Song Wenxin had already asked them to leave, and without a valid reason, it was really inappropriate for the two of them to stay any longer.

Before Wang Yong could even step out of the office, he heard Song Wenxin's voice again, saying:
"You've come at just the right time. I have something I need you to take to him."

"Please pass on a message to him, saying that I've been too busy to visit him lately, and that he shouldn't hold a grudge over such a small matter."

By the end, Song Wenxin's tone had become extremely gentle, a stark contrast to her previous stern demeanor.

Mechanically accepting the large bag handed to him by Song Wenxin, Wang Yong, still stunned, simply nodded blankly and said:

"Director Song, don't worry, I will deliver the things and the message."

When Wang Yong returned to the office door, he still felt as if he were dreaming.

Even Li Dafei had the same thought, feeling a sense of unreality in his heart, and the idea of ​​investigating the mastermind behind Wang Yong vanished instantly.

The other party's level is too high; they are definitely not someone I can reach.

If he offends the other party because he is too persistent, then his position as director of the town's supply and marketing cooperative will be over.

Since that's the case, I might as well not delve too deeply into who the master is. As long as I maintain a good relationship with Wang Yong, I might be able to enjoy some of the master's blessings in the future.

Perhaps because what they had just experienced was too surreal, the two of them stood outside Song Wenxin's office for a long time, unable to come to their senses.

However, just as the two were stunned, they heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice:
"What are you two standing there for? Come over here and sign the new contract with me!"

The reason the voice sounded familiar was because it belonged to Director Zhou, who had spoken with them earlier.

The reason why the voice is unfamiliar is that it has lost its previous stiffness and has become noticeably warmer.

Startled by Director Zhou's shout, Wang Yong finally snapped out of his daze and chuckled awkwardly.
"Director Zhou, I'm so sorry, I haven't quite come to my senses yet."

"We can come to you to discuss the contract signing; there's no need for you to come all the way here in person."

Director Zhou seemed completely unconcerned, smiling as he said:
"It's on the way, it's just on the way."

"Come on, come upstairs with me now to my office to sign the new contract."

Just kidding, this was a task personally assigned by Director Zhou's superior, how could he possibly slack off?

As for "on the way," that was just Director Zhou's excuse. His office was on the fourth floor, and Song Wenxin's office was on the fourth floor. Signing the contract required going to the fourth floor, which was far too "on the way"!

Upon receiving the new procurement contract, looking at the still-dry seal and smelling the unique fragrance of the ink, Wang Yong's face was filled with bitterness.

He thought he had acquired some of Wang Chengpeng's skills through hard work, but reality gave him a harsh blow.

What Wang Chengpeng could accomplish with a single sentence was something he couldn't achieve even after years of hard work; the difference was truly disheartening.

Seeing Wang Yong's somewhat unhappy expression, Director Zhou asked with some curiosity:

"Comrade Wang, you've signed such a good procurement contract, why do you look a little unhappy? Do you not like this procurement contract?"

"Tell me, if you're so capable, why do you still make fun of me? All that work I did before was for nothing."

Hearing Director Zhou's complaint, Wang Yong looked helpless and explained:
"Director Zhou, I'm so sorry, this is really something I didn't expect."

“It’s already noon, and you’ve missed lunch because of this contract. How about we go to a state-run restaurant outside and have a meal together to thank you for taking care of our Dapeng Sugar Factory?”

As long as there's an invoice, reimbursement is possible. After being enlightened by Wang Fucheng, Wang Yong became much more flexible.

There are many things to talk about at the dinner table; this is the essence of our culture, and we shouldn't let it be wasted.

Besides, since it doesn't cost Wang Yong his own money, he doesn't need to be so stingy as to mistreat Li Dafei, who followed him all the way, and Director Zhou, who worked overtime to help with the contract.

(End of this chapter)